and a face what the hell. Please excuse Prue while she drops her sushi and scrambles back, staring at the- yes, definitely a face looking up from the water. It's too far down and obscured to make out any details, but a mysterious human face coming out of the water is familiar enough that Prue has to bite down on her tongue to knock herself out of the moment, and stop her instinctive urge to kill whatever the hell it is. This isn't San Francisco, and that probably is not a demon, and it definitely isn't the water demon that killed her mom, so.
She collects herself and looks down at the water again, wondering if it's still there. Maybe she scared it away or something.]
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that was a fucking hand
and a face what the hell. Please excuse Prue while she drops her sushi and scrambles back, staring at the- yes, definitely a face looking up from the water. It's too far down and obscured to make out any details, but a mysterious human face coming out of the water is familiar enough that Prue has to bite down on her tongue to knock herself out of the moment, and stop her instinctive urge to kill whatever the hell it is. This isn't San Francisco, and that probably is not a demon, and it definitely isn't the water demon that killed her mom, so.
She collects herself and looks down at the water again, wondering if it's still there. Maybe she scared it away or something.]